Two balls of dimensional power-
Glaring at the light;
A projector of motion picture.
The trees are bodies of visibility,
But their roots are in another plane of existence,
Where our eyes cannot comprehend,
Because the bottom of the ocean is so deep,
We have amnesia when we get to the bottom,
Because the sky is so high- beyond is space of desirable sight.
People are like parasites,
Our microscopic lense awakens to the masses,
Rushing through their lives- like there is a finishing line.
There are no champions where there is no race,
A race of one but lives of many.
The individuals are the pieces to a puzzle of collective,
A hive of consciousness.
Can you open your eyes to the light,
or are you infected by the darkness?
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Author:
Kimi brockley (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is an exploration of humanity. We are brainwashed from birth in believing that we have to gain education (through an academic schedule which is forced into our brains), get a job (because money is 'essential' in order to survive) and retire when we have completed this 'template of life'. We tend to be ignorant to our spirit and how we can feed the cravings of it- spending time in nature, not using social media or technology in general, being around a positive network etc. I observe this everyday as I watch people retrict themselves to the limits that society has placed upon them- they are restrained by societies expectations and go about their days unfulfilling their true purposes. We are a collective mind or 'consciousness', but we are losing touch to what truly matters. We need to think and use our own intuitions instead of listening to those we consider 'superior' in our society. We need to question things beyond our limits and become limitless- we are only limited by the limits we impose on ourselves, once we have no boundaries, we are truly free.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments2
enjoyed this deep write
Thank you 🙂
Kimi - please pick up a copy of “Who Am I to Judge? Responding to Relativism with Logic and Love” by Edward Sri. I love your passion...
Sounds fascinating, thank you!
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